Tired eyes

These eyes are tired,
of welling up everytime
you prove all of them right,
and I,
dont wanna believe what they say,
but it's hard for me to breathe,
when your head is a lock,
and through this maze is the only key.

These days are like fire,
and I am a tree,
Although my seeds have opened,
I'm dying in this heat.
What I thought I could handle,
I don't want to give up,
By admitting my defeat,
Through the thought of something to love.

Why wont you lean on me?
Work through your mistakes?
Try to find the sunlight through the sleet and the rain,
Watching this is scary,
It's killing me inside,
but a promise is just a promise,
as a lie is just a lie.

You told me that the pen,
is sharper than the sword,
and although I'm not bleeding,
it's a feeling I can't ignore,
And what I would give to live,
One thousand of your smiles,
But a promise is just a promise,
As a lie is just a lie...

A promise is just a promise,
As a lie is just a lie...